Hard to Deceive

"..."

Wen Yifan didn't avoid his sight, his expression was calm: "Huh?"

Sang Yan didn't repeat it, still looking at her from aloft, the scrutiny in his eyes was full of meaning. Wen Yifan could still notice with his peripheral light, his fingertips tapped on the steering wheel, time after time, slowly and regularly.

As if thinking about something.

From her point of view, it also seemed like a silent Ling Chi.

Wen Yifan looked for words to respond in his mind, his face was slightly taken aback, and he seemed to react. She curled her lips and explained gently: "Didn't you just say it? I only hugged you last night."

The knock on the steering wheel stopped, and Sang Yan's eyelids moved. Seeing that he agreed with her explanation, he only faintly said "Ah", then withdrew his gaze.

No further questions.

-Cold scene.

Although Wen Yifan doesn't particularly want to talk now. But with the principle of acting as a full set, she still asked: "So I lifted your clothes last night?"

Sang Yan looked ahead: "I remembered it wrong."

"..."

"Last time." About not wanting to make my own words inconsistent, Sang Yan Youyou explained, "After all, it's not a thing twice. I can't remember it every time."

"..."

Wen Yifan wanted to say that he shouldn't be able to do things like lifting his clothes.

But thinking of Sang Yan's posture of resignation that was too lazy to resist when she hugged him last night, she also felt that in her previous sleepwalking, a lot of things that she couldn't imagine really happened.

Wen Yifan didn't dare to make up for those pictures, so he nodded: "I'm wronged you."

"..."

After thinking about it, Wen Yifan wanted him to feel that these days of suffering have an end, and soothingly added: "When I have time, I will go to the hospital."

...

Go downstairs at Nanwu TV Station.

Wen Yifan cast his eyes down and unfastened his seat belt. She didn't know whether Sang Yan was going to the "overtime" bar at this point in Shang'an, or whether there was something else, but she didn't ask, just said: "Thank you, then I will go up first."

Sang Yan hummed lazily.

Wen Yifan was about to open the car door: "You are careful on the road."

"Wen Yifan." Sang Yan called her suddenly.

Hearing the sound, Wen Yifan's movements stopped and looked back: "What's the matter?"

He said casually: "The hair is stained with something."

Wen Yifan immediately raised his hand to touch his head, and asked in passing: "Where?"

"A little left."

Wen Yifan moved his hand to the left.

"More on it."

Hands up again.

"Click right."

She did everything, but still couldn't touch the "thing" he said.

At the next moment, Wen Yifan heard Sang Yan tsk impatiently. Her scalp was tight, and when she was about to take a look at the vanity mirror below, she felt her head sink and was touched by something.

She looked sideways.

Seeing Sang Yan raising his arm, he was putting his hand on her head at this time, as if to help her get rid of the things in her hair. Then he rubbed it rudely and messed up her hair.

As if revenge on her procrastination.

He retracted his hand and started rushing the guests: "Don't rush, I'm in a hurry."

Because of his behavior, Wen Yifan asked hesitantly: "What is it on?"

"do not know."

"..." Wen Yifan didn't ask any more, but thanked him.

Wen Yifan got out of the car, raised his hand to straighten his hair, and walked in the direction of the door. He happened to collide with Mu Chengyun, who didn't know when he was there, and he took the initiative to say hello: "Sister Yifan, good morning."

She nodded at him: "Good morning."

Walked into the building.

Wen Yifan recalled Sang Yan's actions just now, and then rubbed his head in hindsight. Her thoughts were a little floating, as if she was immersed in her own world, and she didn't listen to Mu Chengyun next to her.

After a while.

Mu Chengyun called her: "Sister Yifan?"

"..." Wen Yifan returned to his senses, "Huh? What's wrong?"

Mu Chengyun's appearance was delicate, and he smiled milky. He didn't pay attention to Wen Yifan's just neglect, and repeated it in a good temper: "Are you dating Senior Sang?"

Wen Yifan paused: "No."

Mu Chengyun breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly: "I just saw him take you to work and saw him rub your head. I thought..." He didn't finish, and smiled embarrassedly: "It's me. Too gossip."

rub?

Wen Yifan was stunned.

She retracted her hand, thinking about Sang Yan's strength.

It feels more appropriate to use stirring to describe it.

However, Wen Yifan and Mu Chengyun are not very familiar with each other, and feel that denying it is enough, and he doesn't bother to explain any more questions. She didn't say much, just smiled.

The two entered the office together.

Back to the position, Wen Yifan turned on the computer. She flipped through the information on the table. Su Tian at the table next door drank coffee and leaned in to talk to her: "Why are you here with this little milk dog today."

Wen Yifan: "I just ran into it at the door."

"That's it." Thinking of what happened last night, Su Tian was a little sorry, "By the way, Xiaofan, the glass of wine I gave you yesterday seems to have a high alcohol content. I thought it was fruit wine for you."

Speaking of this, Wen Yifan thought of what happened last night again. Her expression stiffened, and she quickly returned to normal: "It's okay, I will go to sleep when I go home. No effect."

Su Tian: "No headache, right?"

Wen Yifan didn't feel any discomfort, and smiled: "No."

Su Tian yawned: "I think a lot of people are languishing today, and they were too tired yesterday. I am so sleepy now that I regret not going with you yesterday."

"It's hard to relax," Wen Yifan said, "just have fun."

This topic didn’t last long. Not long after, Su Tian mentioned another thing to her: “Didn’t I introduce my friend to you before and want you two to rent together? Then if your roommate doesn’t move, she just I found one on the Internet, it's a male college student."

"A college student?" Wen Yifan thought for a while, "Why not live in school?"

"It seems to be a game anchor or something. I don't want to affect the roommate's work and rest." Su Tian said, "My friend complained to me every day some time ago that this college student is too unhealthy."

"what's happenin?"

"Will your roommate be like this?" When it came to this, Su Tian was a little curious, spitting out one by one. Dirty clothes are washed every two weeks, and underwear and socks are thrown into the washing machine. Never clean, sometimes even forget to flush the toilet..."

Wen Yifan shook his head: "No."

Thinking about it this way, Sang Yan still loves cleanliness very much.

She felt a little grateful and added: "My roommate is pretty good."

"Then your luck is pretty good." Su Tian laughed and continued, "but you may not expect that, a few days ago, my friend came to me and told me that she felt like she liked this college student."

This turning point made Wen Yifan a little confused: "Huh?"

"It's said that this college student is just spoiled by the family and can't do any housework. But as long as she raises things, he will listen to them and won't commit them again." Su Tian said, "Anyway, it's all good things. , It’s totally different from the same person who complained to me before."

"..."

"But I think the main reason is that the university grew up very handsome. If I can find such a handsome guy, I will also go to share rent." Su Tian sighed and expressed a testimonial, "So the opposite **** rents together and get along for a long time. A spark of love."

Wen Yifan blurted out: "Not necessarily."

Su Tian looked at her: "Why do you deny it so quickly."

"..."

"I didn't seem to ask you either," Su Tian suddenly remembered something as he said, "Is your new shared roommate a male or female? I remember Wang Linlin found it for you?"

Wen Yifan was silent for a few seconds, but still didn't lie: "Man."

"Damn," Su Tian was surprised, "Is it reliable?"

"Ok."

Perhaps because of Wen Yifan’s decisive reaction just now, Su Tian subconsciously felt that her roommate must be ugly, and continued: "Although you can't judge people by their appearance, are you sure that he is not malicious to you?"

Wen Yifan didn't say a word.

Staring at Wen Yifan's face, Su Tian was very uneasy: "I think it is normal for the opposite **** to rent together. But you should also pay attention to everything yourself. You have to be a little guarded about everything."

Thinking of Sang Yan who was taking advantage of him, Wen Yifan's guilty conscience surged crazily again, thinking that he might be the one "has a bad heart". She didn't dare to say it, and said without changing her face, "I know."

...

Wen Yifan thought that Sang Yan was only living for three months.

Thinking that in this short time, there will not be too much conversation between them. When the time is up, he will naturally leave. For both parties, each other is just a passer-by who can't even be called a friend.

It's just an episode not worth talking about.

Just like the previous Wang Linlin.

But this trend is obviously not quite right now.

Wen Yifan can roughly analyze it through Su Tian's words. It was probably because she and Sang Yan had been facing each other day and night during this period, and she had spent too much time together, so she was dizzy and had thoughts that she shouldn't have.

The hug last night was like a warning.

Always in front of Wen Yifan's eyes.

In this matter, Wen Yifan is very self-aware. She was not passionate enough that Sang Yan still thought about her, nor was she shameless enough to approach him as if it had never happened before.

Moreover, Wen Yifan dislikes this habit very much, and is very afraid of adapting to the existence of another person.

In her subconscious.

There are only two results.

The other person may be like a father, and one day without warning, will leave her forever; or like a mother, in order to have a better life, choose to abandon her.

Because of this kind of thinking, plus doing something wrong with Sang Yan while awake, Wen Yifan clearly felt that when she got along with Sang Yan, her emotions were no longer the same as before.

Wen Yifan started to distance himself from Sang Yan inconspicuously.

Trying to change the relationship back to what it was when he first shared the rent, and just stayed until he moved out.

This attitude didn't change much, and Sang Yan didn't seem to notice it. He started to work during this period, and the workload seemed to be heavy. In addition, he occasionally went to "overtime" at night, and sometimes he didn't come back overnight.

Two people don't have much time to get along in a month.

Wen Yifan is also busy with work, often leaves early and returns late, and has no time to think about these things.

Adhering to the principle of not arranging roommates, Wen Yifan never asked what job Sang Yan had found. In the end, Zhong Siqiao talked to her about this matter.

Zhong Siqiao: [I heard Xiang Lang say yesterday. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [Sang Yan seems to have gone to work in their company. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [But they are not a department. He didn't pay attention to it before, it seems to have just discovered it. 】

Wen Yifan: [Where does Xiang Lang work now? 】

Zhong Siqiao: [Yousheng Technology. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [He is in the marketing department, and Sang Yan is in the software department. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [However, Sang Yan's position is higher than Xiang Lang's, and he is the manager. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [Xiang Lang is really rubbish. 】

Zhong Siqiao: [He also told me that Sang Yan must have a backstage. 】

Seeing this, Wen Yifan suddenly remembered what Sang Yan had said before, and realized that he was not bragging. She didn't think too much, she replied a few words at random, exited the chat window, and planned to continue working.

I was about to put my phone aside, but accidentally clicked on another chat box.

It's Zhao Yuandong.

Because Wen Yifan has never responded to news, Zhao Yuandong's hair news is also less frequent. Only occasionally would send her a few words to make her pay attention to the change of seasons, don't get sick.

Wen Yifan slid casually.

Seen a few days before Qingming.

Zhao Yuandong: [Your big aunt is back to Beiyu today. 】

Zhao Yuandong: [It was mother who forgot to consider your emotions that day. I won't let her come in the future, okay? 】

Zhao Yuandong: [Don't be angry with your mother. 】

Qingming day.

Zhao Yuandong: [A Jiang, do you want to visit your dad with your mom today? 】

Halfway through, there are basically a lot of mixed words.

Three minutes ago, Zhao Yuandong sent another message.

Large paragraphs of text.

Zhao Yuandong: [A Jiang, my mother chatted with your aunt during this period. Before that, I was not by your side at the time, and I didn't understand the situation, so I didn't stand by your side. It was my mother who was sorry for you. 】

Zhao Yuandong: [I always think they take good care of you, and I feel relieved. At that time, I always wanted to take you back, but I was afraid that frequent changes of the environment would affect your college entrance examination. I think it will be fine after a while. When you come to Nanwu for college entrance examination, you will come back to live with your mother, and your mother will take care of you. I didn't expect you to report to Yihe so far later. 】

Zhao Yuandong: [Mom will compensate you a lot in the future, okay? 】

Wen Yifan stared at it for a while, then directly quit WeChat. She looked at the computer again, but her mind was a little messy, and the text in front of her seemed to be a bunch of garbled codes, making her completely unable to see it.

She closed her eyes, picked up the phone again, and cleared the chat history with Zhao Yuandong.

Near eleven o'clock, Wen Yifan finished his work and returned home. She took off her shoes and saw Sang Yan lying on the sofa holding a laptop, tapping his fingers quickly on the keyboard, not knowing what she was doing.

Wen Yifan did not affect him, and habitually drank a glass of water in the past. After drinking, I filled another glass and planned to return to the room.

Sang Yan called to her at this moment: "Hey."

Wen Yifan turned around: "What's the matter?"

"Forgot the rules?" Sang Yan looked at her, quickly retracted his gaze, and said while typing on the keyboard, "You have to tell me if you haven't returned at ten."

Wen Yifan was stunned and said slowly, "Oh, I forgot. Sorry."

After that, she didn't say anything else, and continued to lift her foot to the room.

"How do I feel, your attitude towards me recently is a little bit," Sang Yan paused, seeming to consider the words, and then slowly uttered two words, "Neglect."

"..." Wen Yifan stopped again, "No, I'm just sleepy."

Sang Yan raised his eyes.

Wen Yifan whispered: "I just want to sleep."

Sang Yan's hand movement stopped, fixedly looking at her, and quickly said: "Go to sleep."

...

Wait for Wen Yifan to enter the room.

Sang Yan thought back to her just now, was silent for a while, and then tapped the keyboard again.

Near two o'clock in the morning, Sang Yan closed the computer and went back to the room to take a change of clothes and take a shower. When he came out and wanted to go back to the living room to get the computer back, I didn't know when he started, Wen Yifan went out of the living room again.

She had changed into short-sleeved shorts for sleeping, showing her delicate white limbs.

At this time, Wen Yifan was sitting on the sofa, staring at the clock blankly.

"..."

Sang Yan's hair was still wet and walked to her. He rubbed his hair with a towel and stared at her for a while. Then, he pulled over the bench next to her, sat in front of her, and slowly said: "So you are in a bad mood, and sleepwalking when you are drunk?"

Wen Yifan remained silent.

Sang Yan asked, "What happened today?"

Wen Yifan remained motionless, as if he was only living in his own world, unable to feel the things around him. If it weren't for the occasional blink, Sang Yan felt like she had become a sculpture.

He didn't speak anymore.

I just sat there and didn't do anything else.

Ten minutes passed.

Wen Yifan stood up and walked slowly towards the room.

Sitting in place, Sang Yan turned and stared at her back. He tilted his head to look forward, and saw that there was nothing to stumble upon her where she was going next, and he did not follow.

He looked leisurely and watched her behavior lazily.

Wen Yifan walked straight down the aisle like a ghost, slowly and steady. This time it was still like the previous few times, when she walked to his room, she stopped again.

Look in.

Just now Sang Yan took the clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath. At this moment, the door was open and not closed.

Wen Yifan stared at him for a long time with a dazed expression.

"What are you looking at," Sang Yan thought amused, "Why are you acting like a pervert."

The voice just fell.

Wen Yifan raised his foot again as if he had been instructed and walked into his room.